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Utwór: Televators

  • wykonawca: Mars Volta
  • album: De-Loused In The Comatorium
  • wyświetleń: 1018

Just as he hit
  The ground
  They lowered a tow that
  Stuck in his neck to the gills
  Fragments of sobiquets
  riddle me this
  three half eaten corneas
  who hit the area
  Stalk the ground
  Stalk the ground
  You should have seen
  The curse that flew right by you
  Page of concrete
  Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway
  Autodafe
  A capulary hint of red
  Only this manupod
  Crescent in shape has escaped
  The house half the way
  Fell empty with teeth
  That split both his lips
  Mark these words
  One day this chalk outline will circle this city
  Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
  A room colored charlatan
  Hid in a safe
  Stalk the ground
  Stalk the ground
  You should have seen
  The curse that flew right by you
  Page of concrete
  Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
  Autodafe
  A capulary hint of red
  Only this manupod
  Crescent in shape
  Has escaped
  Pull the pins
  Save your grace
  Mark these words
  On his grave
  You should have seen
  The curse that flew right by you
  Page of concrete
  Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
  Autodafe
  A capulary hint of red
  Everyone knows the last toes are
  Always the coldest to go
    [ Thanks neil aitken for correction ]

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